They have the White House, they have the Supreme Court, they have Congress locked up in a Filibuster Cell and have thrown away the key. They have the DOJ and FBI and DHS and CIA and NSA. They have 24/7 control over the corporate media, they have an endless supply of K-Street cash, they have police with itchy taser trigger fingers and Blackwater thugs with licenses to kill. They have all the political and economic power that deceit, subversion, coercion, blackmail, and blood money can buy.
But they’re crashing and burning anyway.
Republicans are crashing and burning nationwide. They’re crashing and burning in places they’ve never crashed and burned before, even when Herbert W. Hoover was The Decider. They’re crashing and burning in Kentucky, they’re crashing and burning in Missouri, they’re even crashing and burning in Utah.
I love the smell of Karma in the morning. It smells like . . . victory.
The crashing and burning we’re seeing all across “conservative” America is going to continue. It’s going to go on until there’s nothing left of the Republican Party but smoldering wreckage from Halliburton D.C. to that wasteland of Ted Stevens hackery in the People’s Republic of Alaska. These degenerates, from Bush and Cheney on down to the last raving, flag-waving, Bible-thumping Republican hypocrite on the Bumfuck, Idaho school board are going to crash and burn and I’m going to savor every Karmic minute of it.
Those goons on rightwing talk radio can howl about MoveOn.org until they rupture themselves, it’s not going to matter. Holy Joe can slander every Democrat since Andrew Jackson, it’s not going to matter. Bill O’Reilly can cut off mics and wave his paws in the air and go ballistic about “vile, vicious, leftist blogs” until his head explodes, it’s not going to matter.
They. Are. Going. Down.
Like this:
Reid and Pelosi are going to keep fucking things up for us because that’s what they do for a living, but it’s not going to matter. The Republican brand is in the gutter where it belongs. Americans are finally waking up. They’re pissed at Democrats and who can blame them? But Republicans are despised. All they’ve ever had is lies and flag-waving photo ops, and the American people have finally figured that out. All the Republicans have left now is “support the hostages”, and the American people know it.
Republicans. Are. Going. Down. Big. Time.
Circle November 4, 2008 on your calendars, Goopers, and brace yourselves for the consequences of 8 years of gay marriage hackery, warmongering treachery, and off the charts hypocrisy:
Filibuster that.
Meanwhile, Dick Cheney is only one pacemaker glitch away from being drafted by Satan. Forget getting any deferments Dick, you used them all up.
The Commander Guy desperately wants a war with Iran, he thinks that would revive this flat-lined, brain-dead clusterfuck of all clusterfucks he calls a “presidency”, but he’s been told by the Joint Chiefs of Staff “that the U.S. could launch a devastating air attack on Iran’s government and military, wiping out the Iranian air force, the command and control structure and some of the more obvious nuclear facilities. But the Chiefs were unanimously opposed to taking that course of action.”
They warned Bush that “our intelligence inside Iran is very sketchy. There was no way to be sure that we could take out all of Iran’s nuclear facilities. Furthermore, the Chiefs warned, the Iranian response in Iraq and, quite possibly, in terrorist attacks on the U.S. could be devastating. Bush apparently took this advice to heart and went to Plan B — a covert destabilization campaign reported earlier this week by ABC News.”
Here’s the deal Bush/Cheney, Republican hacks, and every fascist freak in Wingnut Land; when the Joint Chiefs are unanimous in opposition to attacking Iran, when a former Hitler Youth who somehow became Pope tells Condi to go fuck herself, and when there’s nothing left of that puppet government of yours in Iraq except Maliki, 3 ministers, and a one-eyed dog who wandered in off the street and got put in charge of the Iraqi Security Forces, it’s time to turn out the lights and pour the Kool Aid down the sink, your PNAC pajama party is over.
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Great rant!
Top drawer rant. A rant for the album.
It gave me a mental clip – you know when they do the meeting the press thing on the track at the Crawford hole? In my picture they were coming down the track – Junior, Darth, Reis, even Dumbsfeld and others no longer with them. They all spontaneously combusted but there were gaps of up to 10 seconds between their individual conflagrations. It doesn’t matter what order they went up in, what struck me was that the others made no effort to assist their sizzling colleague. They just stood there staring expressionless into the distance like David Caruso in CSI Miami but without the shades. Then they were gone. In less time than it takes to “straighten out” a British attorney general there were just heaps of smouldering ash, all of which had a faint pinkish hue.
I trust that providence allows us all one premonition in life.
O.K., O.K., I’ll cut you a little slack, maybe!
Love the “bomb shelter” you set up for them all!
My neighbor still sports his W sticker. Best I can tell, at least 2/3 of my coworkers still plan on voting Republican next year.
It ain’t quite over yet.
But I do love your rant.
Heartily Recommended.
We have NO idea why that keeps happening!
If it ever happens in ANYONE’s diary (it’s not just you Rus I promise!) please mail the admins so we can add it.
Oh and good rant…as usual!
cheered me right up.
Speaking of telling Rice to go fuck herself, apparently some profs at Stanford are asking that she not be welcomed back to her job there in 2009 should she want to return.
just… Thank You!
I Soooo needed that.
Thank You!